Med onc visit today

I saw my med onc today (my dr., the one who treated me for my original endo cancer, not the 2nd opinion med onc I saw in February). I had seen him a few weeks back in the halls of the hospital and had a quick conversation with him that led me to think that he had plans for more treatment for me. Thankfully that was not the case, he said he just didn't want to discuss it in the hallway and that he thought that further treatment at this point was not needed. We also talked about the whole hormonal therapy thing (my tumors were progesterone receptive) and he said maybe if my tumors were estrogen receptive there might be some point in it, but with just progesterone receptive he wouldn't recommend anything (like tamoxifen, megace or arimidex). So, basically there is nothing to do but wait and see. He said maybe I'll be lucky and this will be it and it won't recur. While I know that's the unlikely scenario, it's the scenario I am going to go with. Call it wishful thinking, positive attitude, or plain old denial, but I really have to go on with the thought that it's not going to come back. Otherwise it's too hard, it feels like a ticking time bomb, will it go off soon, or years down the road? I don't really want to live my life that way. So, I'm going to go back to my previous thinking that I have had with both my vulvar cancer and the original endo cancer which is, it's not coming back and if it does I'll deal with it then. No sense wasting time worrying. It's not that I don't ever worry about things, of course I do, but it's really pretty limited now, I try my best to let go of things. Like today, when I was leaving the parking garage after my appt. I was stopped in the street waiting for this construction van to back up into a parking area and the guy hit my front bumper as he did this. I got out of the car, looked at the scrapes and said "whatever", he said "I'm sorry" and I just got back in my car and drove off. Who cares? Life's too short!